Who am I?

Who am I?

I am more than the black coils that sit atop my head.I am more than the caramel, dipped in sweet honey, coating that I wear.I am more than the purple frames that help me see you.I am more than the small stature that I currently live within.

Who am I?

I am more than what you think…I am more than what those doctors say…I am more than what those teachers write…I am more than my diagnosis- they’re just a bunch of letters anyway.

Who am I?

I am more than a vocalist.I am more than a dancer.I am more than a good student.I am more than a mere child.

Who am I?

I am the actualization of the prayers of those before me.I am the realization that prayers are heard.I am the gift from the past,I am the hope for the future.

Who am I?

I am the daughter of a King.I am the perfect work of the divine Craftsman.I am the clay that He molded.I am the one that He chose.

Who am I?

I am a girl who made a decision…I am a girl who made a choice.I am a girl who gave my life…I am a girl who gave my life to the One who gave His life for mine.

Who am I?

I am flawed; a child, yes, but still flawed.I am hyper and I can’t seem to sit still for too long.I am learning and growing every single day.I am seeking to serve the One who made me in His image.